Alright guys, this was it. My final day in Portland for the summer of 2013, or more like half day as we left about noon. What does one do for the final day in Portland? There were a million possiblities, but I think I did Portland right by:
1. Shopping at the Saturday Farmer’s Market and buying some Maine blueberries. I think Dad was impressed with the farmer’s market and the variety of the produce. I was a usual blown away by the colors.
2. Eating at the Holy Donut. I got my ginger glazed sweet potato flavor that I wanted to try. For mom I chose the dark chocolate sea salt caramel and dad tried the old fashioned and strawberry. My favorite remains the dark chocolate one and mom got it right fresh out of the oven like last time. The sweet potato one was good and I could really taste the ginger glaze. Otherwise I couldn’t distinguish the difference between the plain donut and the sweet potato kind. Maybe a little sweeter. Dad’s old fashioned was good, and denser because of the potato.
Shortly after it was packing up and hitting the road for school and Massachusetts. As I write, I am back at school, my parents have just left and I’m feeling a little sad. Summer is over, I’m a senior and I won’t be returning to Maine next summer. On top of that, I found out that Kirsten’s cat passed away and she sent me a picture of me and her cat. So while the day started out great, it’s been a bit of a bittersweet one, as endings generally are.
I didn’t feel terribly sad about leaving Portland behind, although maybe it will sink in tomorrow when I wake up in a room rather than a lovely apartment that let in so much sunlight…
This is also, the Final Post that my blog Vacationland will be seeing, and although I said the same thing last year, it really will be the last post of this blog. Going into my senior year of undergrad means that I am very shortly to be expected to have a Real Job and live in Real Life. Thus, the loveliness of being young and carefree and working-for-free-and-not-really-minding-because-it-gives-you-experience days are just about gone.
I thank all my followers for showing interest in this and certainly fed my ego. But really it’s been a trip and I’ll forever have wonderful memories from this summer and the one before it. There really is nothing like a summer in Maine.